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कथा फुलांच्या – Katha Phulanchya

Category: Ghazal

लपवून हुंदके – LAPAVUN HUNDAKE ( BY HIDING SOBS)

I hid my sobs and smiled. I tried to find out reasons of my smiles. I spent so much time in finding out reasons. But Meanwhile I wrote many many poems. लपवून हुंदके अशीकशी मी हसले त्या हसण्याचे मग कारण शोधुन थकले शोधता शोधता काळ किती हा सरला अन माझ्यासंगे कविता होउन रडला

September 19, 2012
हात तुझे हे हिरवे – HAAT TUZE HE HIRAVE ( YOU HAVE GREEN HANDS)

In this muktak the poetess says, we ourselve decide our fate(prarabdh). No other can write our fate report. प्रारब्ध कुणाचे लिहीत कोणी बसले शब्दात हरवूनी स्वप्ने सजवित रमले तू घडव मातीला हात तुझे हे हिरवे विधिलिखीत अपुले आपण लिहिणे बरवे

September 19, 2012
मी ब्रम्हांडी या अखंड विहरत असते – MEE BRAMHANDI YAA AKHAND VIHARAT ASATE (MY MIND IS TRAVELLING IN THE SPACE)

In this Muktak the poetess says, I live here on this earth but my mind is travelling in the space. Who I am? why I came on this Earth? these questions enter in my mind. While finding out answers of these questions sometimes I get confused and lose myself. मी इथे राहते तरी इथे का…

September 19, 2012
मधुराभक्ती – MADHURA BHAKTI (SOUL’S LOVE)

God stays in our heart. When this belief or trust enters and stays forever in our heart we can feel God’s exsistance. The faith that God only is my most beloved person is known as madhura-bhakti. In other words it means Atma-priti. तव अस्तित्वाचा अंकुर आता रुजला ही मधुराभक्ती चिंब भिजविते मजला मी क्षणात मीरा…

September 18, 2012
कुणीतरी हळूहळू – KUNITARI HALUHALU (SOME ONE CALLING SOFTLY)

This Ghazal is written in Akasharganvrutta. Vrutta is LA GAA, LA GAA, LA GAA, LA GAA, LA GAA, LA GAA, LA GAA, LA GAA. In this Ghazal the poetess says, Someone is calling you in a soft voice. This voice reminds us the voice of Sitar or jaltarang. कुणीतरी हळूहळू तुलाच साद घालते निळ्या निळ्या…

September 17, 2012
शब्दशरांचा भाता – SHABD-SHARANCHA BHATA (BAG FULL OF WORD ARROWS)

Here the poetess says, when she(a poetess) plays with words she writes poems. At night when all are sleeping she writes poems. That time she is not a wife, friend or a beloved person. That time she is only a bag(bhaataa) full of arrows(baan) of words. With the help of these words she gives birth…

September 17, 2012
मातीत तापल्या कोसळती या धारा – MATIT TAPALYA KOSALATI YA DHARA (RAIN POURS ON THIS EARTH)

Soil on this earth becomes hot in summer(grishm) season. In this season when rain(valiv) pours on this earth, wind becomes mad by wet fragrance of soil. Pruthvi(earth), Aap(water), Tej(flame), Vaayu(air), Aakaash(sky) these are called Panch-maha-bhute. When Valiv-rain comes on this earth these panch-maha-bhute also becomes mad and starts dancing madly. At this moment our mind…

September 17, 2012

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